Post Surgery

I wrote this post back in September and haven't had the courage to publish it. I received an email from Lyn who told me her story. She reminded me of the power of sharing and that one sentence can make a difference for someone else who is suffering.
To Lynn: Thank you for sharing your story. My heart hurts for others who have trials like yours and those who suffer silently. Here it is...


They're gone, I'm sporting an ace wrap that you could wrap a house in and then there are the drains. I'm sure many of you have experienced the post surgery drains; they are the worst and it will be a happy day when I get them removed. I empty, measure and chart the contents 3 times a day.

I actually ended up having 2 surgeries as one side developed a hematoma and 2 days after my initial surgery the only way to relieve this was another surgery. The second one kicked my butt and I was pretty much a wasteoid. I didn't start to feel like a human again until a full week after the second surgery, not quite a full human but getting there. I wanted to wash my hair.

The hardest thing after the surgery was taking a shower. The engineer took off the ace wrap and helped me hang the drains on a ribbon around my neck then I saw myself in the mirror for the first time. I gasped then cried. I quickly turned away, it was devastating. I looked again through tears which brought more tears. He held me from the back and rubbed my back lightly while telling me how much he loved me. I sucked it up and took my shower while thinking  life could only get better from this point. It felt glorious to wash my hair.

As you can imagine I'm not doing any quilting but thinking about it a lot which makes me happy!